[In a proper royal manner, it appears Joshua's arrival was greeted by procession. Only when his conversation concludes with Jill does Dion ever decide to make his way over, knowing well that, between the three of them, he is rigidly an outsider.
It would be impossible to have missed him. Foregoing the threads of familiar ether that run through all of them, for all of the Joshua's fair hair and boyish face, he still carries himself like a man who knows, exactly, his position through the world.
Perhaps less so here. Perhaps less so for the weakness he has been carrying -- that he may carry still.
Dion's thoughts may be particularly colored by the fact that the last thing he saw, before turning to Ultima, was the Phoenix's bright burn, his glowing wings. A magnificent sight to behold, to be sure, if one had had the time to appreciate it.]
Phoenix. [He bows his head slightly, body coiled tight -- as if it is taking everything in him to hold himself back from grabbing the man to make sure he does, in fact, live. But he does smile, which is the first breaking of that taut coiling.] Joshua. I am glad to see you greeted by more than ghosts.
[He half-turns to indicate Clive and Jill. Truly, it is a wonder the former has left Joshua alone at all. And as for himself... well, is he hardly more than a ghost, in the end?]
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It would be impossible to have missed him. Foregoing the threads of familiar ether that run through all of them, for all of the Joshua's fair hair and boyish face, he still carries himself like a man who knows, exactly, his position through the world.
Perhaps less so here. Perhaps less so for the weakness he has been carrying -- that he may carry still.
Dion's thoughts may be particularly colored by the fact that the last thing he saw, before turning to Ultima, was the Phoenix's bright burn, his glowing wings. A magnificent sight to behold, to be sure, if one had had the time to appreciate it.]
Phoenix. [He bows his head slightly, body coiled tight -- as if it is taking everything in him to hold himself back from grabbing the man to make sure he does, in fact, live. But he does smile, which is the first breaking of that taut coiling.] Joshua. I am glad to see you greeted by more than ghosts.
[He half-turns to indicate Clive and Jill. Truly, it is a wonder the former has left Joshua alone at all. And as for himself... well, is he hardly more than a ghost, in the end?]